The Hawk Portico 2:48pm
I have Poetry Clothes
Invalid Clothes
Black Jesus Clothes
& Something for The Silver Christ
borrowed from The Invalid Ensemble:
My Thick Grey Robe
worn as My
“at home” attire
seen by My Husband, My Daughter
(She picked It out)
several carpenters
& maybe neighbours
when I take out
the trash
The Hawk Dining Room 2:07pm
I ate a pork sandwich
made a cup of tea
put on My Poetry Clothes
— I’m on the last load
of laundry —
& like Magic
(it was the pork sandwich)
I am well
The Hawk Deck 10:46am
I’m on The Knife Edge Of Happiness
I could whine & have My Doctor Husband
stay home from work
with Me
but We would only talk
circuitously
I would still hear the birds
only through My anxious
stomach
Joanna Gilman Hyde 